[Tokyo, Japan] Cultural Exchange (Open)

Pilgrim had received the news with mild surprise. She had not even been aware that there was an annual exchange program with the Justice League until Wonder Woman had handed her the summons. Apparently they had multiple. Pilgrim did not know anything about the culture of the Far East, and she was reluctant to familiarize herself too deeply. She would begin her stay there within a couple weeks - in her view, hardly sufficient time to learn a culture that was so different from the one that she had struggled to live in since coming to Earth. This wasn't to say that she was not eager to see Japan - of everything the Pilgrim was known for, ambassadorship (of any sort) was at the forefront.

Similarly, Pilgrim had not expected a test. She had chosen not to expect anything - it was an entirely new environment, after all. Pilgrim had elected to not travel to Japan on her terms; rather, she took a public international flight. Customs were... cumbersome, to say the least, but she was glad to have indulged the experience. She needed to view Japan as Americans viewed it... to start, at least. Pilgrim liked to think that she was not that close-minded.

Shibuya, they called it. It was... its own city? Within Tokyo? New York was not so different. Pilgrim noticed many dressed like her in the streets. Her costume seemed to be right at home. Whether they were local superheroes or civilian aficionados made no difference to her. Already she could tell how different "cape culture" was here compared to the United States. She stood among throngs and throngs of people, all of them moving like a human river in motion. Again Pilgrim was reminded of the city life that she preferred to avoid. But this was her mission now, and she would complete it.

She needed to find a hero called "Kaiju". She knew that the term meant monster, but beyond that, she was rather unaware. It was not easy for her to concentrate in crowds, but she would put forth her best efforts. Though the currents here were different, Earth winds were still Earth winds. SHe felt the innumerous trails through the air, the sky. Pilgrim's gift was frequently used as an extra sense. If not for Kaiju's ostensibly explicit form, this would have been Pilgrim's primary method of locating her. When their gazes met, Pilgrim's cloak began to billow from her own currents, flapping wildly about her person. Those in her immediate vicinity quickly gave her space, waiting to see what would happen between this stranger and one of their local icons.

Pilgrim was particularly curious. Did Kaiju mean to spar with her in the heart of Shibuya?

It was strange that Kaiju did not approach Pilgrim directly. Perhaps there was a method to this. Pilgrim was not from Japan, after all. There may be customs to observe, especially with the people. In a city that was like New York City, it was strange that Kaiju stopped to interact with the people as she did. This was normal in Kansas and Kentucky because the community was small enough that Pilgrim could aFFORD to (and wanted to) make the time to know them. Did Kaiju truly know each and every one of these people that she was being approached by?

Pilgrim dismissed these thoughts as the 101 hero finished approaching her. The Justice Leaguer paused - it was not that she did not understand her... not entirely, anyway. Many of her flight suit's HUD systems had been updated by Iron Man to accommodate for situations like this. For now, she would need to rely on them. A couple beats of processing the information exchange, and Pilgrim was ready to speak through her helmet. "カイジュさんにも会えて嬉しいです。まさかハチ公でスパーリングをすることになるとは思いませんでした".

She paused, thinking for a moment. Now that they were with one another, the crowds were even larger now, hoping to speak with them, or perhaps just to be in their presence. It reminded Pilgrim of why she seldom assigned herself to cities. "ここの人々はヒーローが好きなのでしょうか?"

Had Pilgrim been back in the States, hearing this answer would have disheartened her. Here, it was uplifting, to know that Japan was much more favorable in its perspective of champions such as themselves. It was better not to dwell on what Pilgrim had left behind.

Then, to the mission. Pilgrim had not forgotten why Kaiju had brought her here. A test. One that started now. By the time Kaiju had launched herself into the air, Pilgrim was already there. She had been holding back a burst of wind within herself, waiting to propel herself at the opportune moment - now, it seemed. It was only enough to knock down those that had been standing too close to her on the ground, and only in the way that one might be knocked prone by a gale. Pilgrim quickly redirected herself mid-flight in Kaiju's direction. Keeping pace with her would not be the obstacle. Speed was Pilgrim's strength - strength itself was another matter.

Pilgrim paused her acceleration for a moment, then launched herself like a rocket, far ahead of Kaiju's position, if only temporarily. Now that her target was before her, Pilgrim launched two attacks. The first was a low-position strike, compressed air in the form of a razor wire meant to trip her limbs to send her into a sprawl. The second was a wide barrier, to act as a secondary stopping force that Kaiju would (if the first attack landed) crash into with her own strength. Disorienting and debilitating an overpowering opponent would be the cleanest resolution to this scenario.